Opposite him, the bearded man did not disappoint. He simply nodded and spat out two words:
"God Erlang!"
...
"A flock of fat sheep arrived at the gathering place. Thirty-two people, staying right in the Main Peak Restaurant. They have weapons, and quite a few of them!
"Reliable sources say they came seeking revenge against the missing Marshal Wang.
"Cannot rule out the possibility that they have news about Marshal Wang."
On the outskirts of the Origin Territory.
Inside a seemingly ordinary stone house, a man in a vintage brown jacket sat before a burning charcoal brazier, unfolding a crumpled piece of paper in his hands. Beside him, over a dozen people sat around another brazier, loudly playing poker and shouting. It was quite noisy. Yet, the man turned a deaf ear to it all, merely toying with the slip of paper over and over as he pondered the information written on it.
His name was Hou Tielong. He was once a minor Lord in The New World, but now, he was a bounty hunter.
